In that special era, people had different levels of education, and even if they were not famous, they might have come from scholarly families.

It's just that for some reason it is no longer mentioned.

But I am still willing to guide my children and juniors.

In either case, it's a pity that such seedlings go to the streets to write pairs.

Cong Xiaoyu loves talents and cherishes talents even more.

He folded the pair carefully and put it directly into his own suction.

"Hey, that's the pair I bought." Wang Weikang reminded.

"Cousin, who of us is with whom, don't you just want to give it to me? When I ask clearly, I'll buy you a few more pairs. ”

Wang Weikang smiled, "I'm waiting for your pair, I won't post the pair this year, but you really have to take care of Yu Zhuolong's child, you let him go like this, it's a bit of a mistake." ”

If she hadn't met Yu Zhuolong today, she would have forgotten that there was such a thunder buried behind her.

The school is a place for teaching and educating people, and since Yu Zhuolong chose their school, his cousin's practices are a bit too much.

Even if the students themselves are willing, if the parents of the students are unwilling, they will be held accountable.

"Don't worry, no, I'll contact that side, wait for the school to start next year, go directly to the exam, that child has musical talent, I guarantee that I can pass the exam."

Knowing that his cousin knew what he knew, Wang Weikang didn't say anything more, and went home with his bag.

When she left, she was still thinking, fortunately, she only took out one of the three pairs, and if she wanted her cousin to see them, she would probably be detained by him.

……

As Yu Xiaowan thought, the business in the market was indeed much better than the underground passage.

Not long after Yu Xiaowan set up a stall, people came to see it one after another.

This market is very large, and there are several factories nearby, and there are many family homes and communities nearby.

The only downside is that it's now in the wax moon, which is the coldest time of the year.

There is no such safe haven as an underpass, and the north wind blows and pours straight into the neck.

Fortunately, she wore a lot of clothes, and found a place against the wall, so that she could more or less carry some wind.

At the end of the day, there were more pairs than she had set up a week in the underground passage.

Seeing that there were not many pairs, Yu Xiaowan cleaned up the stall and prepared to go back early, there is still red paper at home, write more at night, and come back tomorrow.

As soon as Lu Mu entered the door, he saw the red paper in Yu Xiaowan's hand, thinking of the words he heard in the factory today, and said suspiciously, "I heard that you are selling pairs?" ”

He knew that Yu Xiaowan would run outside almost every day.

At first, I felt that she had just arrived in Tsu City, and she was just playing around.

After a long time, he also wanted to ask her what she was going to do all day and night, but when he thought of the agreement between the two people before, he swallowed the words that came to his mouth several times.

He was afraid that she would dislike him for being lenient and mention that matter again, but he didn't expect her to do this.

Yu Xiaowan nodded when she saw Lu Mu coming back.

"Well, Lu Mu, you came back just in time, if you are not busy, can you help me cut paper?"

Since she decided to go back to the factory to sell pairs, Yu Xiaowan didn't plan to hide it from Lu Mu, after all, the pairs she sold before were written before she set up a stall, and she didn't have to set up a stall during the day at that time, Lu Mu went to work, if she didn't want to, it was easy to hide from Lu Mu.

Now that the business is good, she has to go out of the stall during the day, and she always has to write new ones, and she can't hide it if she wants to.

Besides, she didn't think there was anything to hide. Take a look at the latest chapter of "My Husband's Super Warm Dada Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.

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